Sighs of relief all round, and {{{{group huggies}}}}
IKEA: How about this - When you walk in the door the first thing they present you with is a staircase. When you have gone up they then present you with a maze of vaguely connected partitions guaranteed to bring on a panic attack as you wonder how to get out.
I always end up at the restaurant in Ikea. I can never find anything else and usually end up swearing at people who cannot grasp the concept of the arrows on the path.